The Seduction of Comfort

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I'm trying to go back to a much simpler rhythm of poetry. Let me know what you think of it.

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Raised walls and converted hearts

Few receive such numerous starts

Made beyond an answered query

Life indulges as if weary

Gaining pleasure from idle things

Greed’s voice more loudly sings

Swallow riches void in meaning

A clean heart starts careening

Loathe to none the business grows,

Which wickedness only knows

Exploits commend honorable men

Vengeance is questioned as to when

Sole aristocrats pardon much vice

Spirits flee as spat on thrice

Chaos gorged, leaves no clarity

The blurred victims receive vague charity

Calling upon an ancient virtue

Grace is given to lingering few

Faith and doubt fall down together

Cherished hope is spread through heather

Hosting vigor and fiery blaze

Integrity turns and firmly stays

Grace returns as sheathing success

Tonight’s agony will harm much less

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